Jiuge suddenly remembered the incident when Tai Shu said that the magic sword was stolen. The magic sword probably fell into Qingjun's hands. The magic sword was used to kill the practitioners who practiced the lifeless and was his biggest enemy.
Of course, with Qingjun's strength, he could not fully exert the power of the divine sword, and he had never feared it. In this way, Qingjun miscalculated it.
However, Ruoqiong used the magic sword to deal with him, and he was already heartbroken when he remembered it.
"It's not like your style." Qingjun said sarcastically.
"You seem to know me very well." Jiuge's face did not change, and it was boring to win Qingjun because Qingjun was too weak.
"Of course." Qingjun was so arrogant that he saw that the time was almost done, so he took out the exquisite sword, drew the sword out of the sheath, and the blue light suddenly shone out.
Jiuge's eyes were a little deeper, just in time, it was the time for him to regain the magic sword, and by the way, Qingjun regretted it.
"Don't show mercy." Qing Jun jumped down the city tower, and a strong wind rolled up behind him, and the magic sword in his hand pointed directly at Jiuge.
"This is the ridiculous joke I have ever heard." Jiuge also jumped up. There was always only someone else begging for mercy at his feet, and no one asked him not to show mercy. It seemed that he was too kind.
"Is it funny? I'll see you soon." Qingjun smiled brightly, and suddenly a large area of fire bloomed. His red dress looked like a blood-red Manzhu Shahua, charming and poisonous.
A hurricane blew up, sand and stones flew out, and powerful magic power scattered, a conspiracy and strength showdown.
Jiang Xue was watching the battle on the city tower. Even if Qingjun had a powerful weapon in hand, she was definitely not a match for Helian Jiuge. He was ready to take action.
"It would be too stupid to use my things to deal with me. No matter how you say I am the master of it." Jiuge was at ease, and the sword light didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.
"Then you take it back. I never care about your things, but you can't take everything from me!"
Qingjun's voice was as vicious as fire. He destroyed others and even if he destroyed himself, he would not hesitate to take away everything he had built in ten years!
"But you are her brother." Jiuge never doubted this.
"So, I only have her! And you are the crown prince of Nanxu Empire. You are born with the most glorious identity, unique talent, supreme power, and all glory and love. No one in the world is more lucky than you! God has already
If you treat you so kindly, why do you still take away my only possession?" Qingjun said angrily.
Jiuge's heart was slightly shocked. In Qingjun's eyes, there were too many expressions that he couldn't understand. It was a very deep and complicated hatred that made him unable to refute for a while. It was because he had too many.
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Just when Jiuge was lost, the magic sword in Qingjun flew out and pointed directly into Jiuge's heart.
The gorgeous blue light stinged Jiuge's eyes. Jiuge waved his hand and powerful magic power burst out, and even a radius of ten feet was impacted.
The divine sword fell to the ground with a sound.
Qingjun's kite fell like a broken string, his red clothes flew, like the warm Manzhu Shahua, and a smile flashed across his enchanting lips because he saw her coming.
The cold wind came, and the surrounding water vapor instantly condensed into ice.
The luxurious and boundless gilded black robe was extremely cold and gorgeous. She came in the air and caught the fallen man in red.
"Qingjun."
Qingjun looked painful, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his lips. He reached out to hold her weakly and put his head on her shoulders.